"It's so big. Could it be the legendary whale?" Tang Zhao was filled with admiration as he retracted his sword.
This is the biggest phantom he has ever found. It is a big fish, three feet long. It floats in the air as if it is floating in the ocean. He has never seen such a big fish before.
"But whales are from the sea, right? This is a fish in the river, it shouldn't be. There are also big fish in the river, what are they..."
He was thinking as he ran towards the next phantom. Of course, he was not thinking particularly seriously. He was just bored and had nothing to do, so he simply thought about it.
Ever since Tang Zhao was kicked out of the frontline troops by Xing Ji and was left alone to fight on the edge, his actions have been boring.
He could only clean up the surrounding phantoms with an expressionless face - yes, with the strength of these phantoms, he really could only clean them up.
The most powerful attack of external phantoms is to disturb the mind, making people confused and confused, and they can also see hallucinations. But this is probably because these phantoms are aquatic and not humanoid. They seem to be not good at illusions and confusion, and they can have entities in the devil's cave.
It can only bar its fangs and claws and attack physically like a normal ferocious beast.
Or a close attack.
In front of the extendable "Horn Collision", these phantoms were like delivering food, and they were quickly pierced one after another like a skewer of candied haws. The phantoms died very quickly and peacefully, not even leaving their bodies behind, and they
The gap between humans is so great that hunting loses its sense of reality and becomes like a game.
What similar games has Mr. Chen introduced?
Whack-a-mole?
fruit Ninja?
Identify fish by looking at pictures?
Tang Zhao has never played the above games. He just feels that if this is really a game, it will not be fun at all because it is simple and repetitive.
The only advantage is that the map is big enough.
The closer to the river, the more phantoms there were. But Tang Zhao cleaned up from the center to the periphery, and the number in the center gradually became thinner, forming an open space. Even if there was a river with phantoms jumping out, it could not withstand Tang Zhao's poking fun.
At a certain moment, Tang Zhao suddenly discovered that there was nothing in front of him except the deep night and the dense woods, and there was no phantom left.
"Hey, why doesn't it come out anymore?" Although I didn't find it interesting when I poked it, I felt a little uncomfortable once it stopped.
When I looked up, I saw an iron cable directly above the river, crossing both banks, dividing the water in the river into two parts. Although it could not cut off the water flow, it also blocked a part of the river, so that the phantoms in it could not jump out at will. Therefore, the group of enchantments underground could only
Destruction does not exist, and it gradually becomes extinct.
That is a method of capital punishment.
From a distance, Tang Zhao couldn't tell what kind of swordsmanship he used. He only thought that Tiesuo Hengjiang was very handsome. He thought to himself: Swordsmanship seems to depend on how the swordsman develops it. As powerful as the Haechi Sword, the swordsmanship is always simple and unpretentious.
When I become a swordsman, I need to develop some powerful and handsome moves, preferably unique to me, so that people will know it is my sword at first sight.
Seeing that under the iron blockade, there was no possibility of a resurgence in the center, Tang Zhao put away his sword and groped for the edge.
The edge area is a mountainous forest, with big trees and bushes everywhere. There are many nooks and crannies, and the visibility is extremely poor in the dark night. Tang Zhao moved closer to sweep, and was almost bitten by a strange fish that suddenly jumped out of the bushes about half a man tall.
Fang knew that his head had drifted away, so he no longer dug into the bushes, but poked around with the extended sword tip, blasting the phantom out and then destroying it.
But this is not very efficient.
Tang Zhao swept for a while and harvested something. He felt tired, so he took off his sword and rested for a while, and suddenly thought:
The Haechi Sword seems to have a probing swordsmanship, right?
"Swordsmanship - clear judgment!"
This sword technique is not used to detect the whereabouts of the enemy, but to judge the crime. Tang Zhao did not use it before because the Phantom does not need to be held accountable, and it can be done with one sword.
Moreover, as a swordsman, he was burdened with swordsmanship. In order to use the necessary swordsmanship and swordsmanship as much as possible, he did not use clear judgment.
But let’s try it now.
When the swordsmanship was unleashed, Tang Zhao felt a thrill all over his body, his mind went numb, as if there was an electric shock, and then the world seemed different.
What surrounds you is—sin?
Tang Zhao originally thought that Ming Jue was seen with the eyes. After using Ming Jue, his eyes were as bright as those of Haechi, and each person would appear different in his eyes, such as a lingering or black or white aura, or the shadow of sin appearing behind them.
Even like glasses, comments appear on the top of the head.
However... none of these are available.
Judgment does not rely on seeing with the eyes, nor hearing noises, nor smelling smells. It does not rely on any sense organs, but directly arises a feeling in the heart, which is very vague, but very firm.
Like "gut feeling"?
As soon as his mind moved, he drew his sword without hesitation and stabbed the bushes in the distance. With a stab, a small shell hiding in the dead leaves was stabbed.
it works!
At that moment, he felt that there was something in that direction. There was no basis for judgment, that's what he felt.
However, I drew my sword based on my feeling, and sure enough I was hit!
Tang Zhao picked up his sword and continued moving forward.
This journey became smoother, and he became more and more proficient in making judgments. He made clear and accurate judgments about evil, and never made a mistake when the sword went out or hit the target.
But this did not make him feel relaxed, but made him feel heavy.
The intuition of Ming Jue is not only a means of exploration, but also an emotion. He only discovered this after using it a lot.
The essence of this emotion is disgust. He hates crime in his heart, so the existence of criminals makes him uncomfortable, just like a grain of sand mixed in rice, it is easy to detect when you bite it. It is through this discomfort that he found the Phantom
.
But disgust is a negative emotion, which can easily accumulate, making his heart heavy and making him more and more uncomfortable. Some small phantoms are okay, but they just feel uncomfortable, but the presence of some big phantoms makes him feel irritable, even if
Even if he was stabbed to death with a sword, this irritability and disgust would still not subside immediately.
At this time, he was already leaning towards the final judgment of the capital punishment: it is not a capital crime for phantoms to enter this world, but most of them are guilty and deserve to die.
Each phantom brings him a different feeling. The more serious the crime, the more disgusting it makes him. This disgust has a certain relationship with body size and strength. Most powerful phantoms are more annoying, but some phantoms of the same size are just annoying, but some
It made him hate him to the core. He must have sinned deeply.
However, as he got rid of the phantom, some confusion arose in his mind - from a clear perspective, the crimes committed by the phantom were of different severity, but under the collision, all of them were fatal at the touch of a finger. In other words, there were only two types: innocent and capital crimes.
judgment.
Is such a clear decision feasible?
Under the moonlight, Tang Zhao walked alone with his sword.
The moonlight is bright, shining in the dense forest, but there are many dark and unclear places, making the road ahead seem rugged and long.
Um?
Is there a big fish?!
He had just used Ming Jue to find Phantom, and he had killed a large area around him, and even killed a wild boar that was transforming into a ferocious beast. He had already calmed down, but why did he suddenly feel such a strong feeling?
Ah...this feeling is so abominable!
What kind of heinous thing is sneaking around here!
A kind of disgust, hatred, and murderous anger gurgled out like spring water, and erupted like a volcano. Tang Zhao almost didn't think about it, and shouted angrily: "Swordsmanship - swallow evil!"
It's not a horn collision, it's swallowing evil!
Where the sword flashed, the Haechi jumped out impatiently, turned into a huge creature in mid-air, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp!
"Ah——" With a scream, Tang Zhao saw two human legs in Haechi's mouth. In the blink of an eye, the human legs disappeared and had been swallowed whole.
Is it a human?
Someone?!
How could there be anyone?
This is a devil's cave!
Xing Ji just said clearly that no one broke in. Even if someone broke in during this period, he should have told me!
Tang Zhao instinctively wanted to stop the Haechi, but it was too late. Under the bloody mouth, his two legs also disappeared.
have to--
Tang Zhao felt sad for a while, this was the first person he had killed with his own hands.
Although he is undoubtedly a sinner with no hope of redemption, and his smell is even more disgusting than that of the Phantom, but...
Wait...I killed someone?
Tang Zhao suddenly realized the key and clenched the sword in his hand.
So, he has lost the qualification to put down his sword?
Before he could think about his next strategy, his whole body suddenly tightened like a bowstring.
One...two...seven...
A lot of people!
Many evil people with crimes that cannot be punished are coming over!
Almost at the same time, several figures emerged from the surroundings and surrounded him. They were all wearing robes, and the reflective board above their heads seemed familiar.
"Holy Moon Sect! Demonic Sect!"
Tang Zhao was stunned: "Why is it you again? Are there so many people here?"
Mr. Xing...is this your prison gate?
Even the door of the bathhouse is closed tighter than yours!
The obvious leader among the believers said solemnly: "To call this sect like this, you are a member of the District Inspector? Are the Inspectors so shameless? Let children play with swords. We believers are not so young when we go on missions.
It’s small. But since you’ve become the prosecutor’s dog, you deserve to die!”
As he spoke, people continued to gather around him.
Although Tang Zhao saw more and more people, he was not afraid and sneered: "How did you get in? Did you dig the tunnel?"
The leader looked ugly and said: "You even know this. It seems that you were also present when Zuo Qi's fool lost his temper? Very good, there is another way to die."
Tang Zhaodao: "Don't rush to call others idiots, how can you know that you are not? Is your incense master here?"
He didn't say this, but he said that the leader looked ferocious and shouted: "You son of a bitch really can't spit out ivory from his mouth, kill him -"
One of the cultists stepped forward and grabbed Tang Zhao with a ferocious smile. Tang Zhao swept across him with his long sword. He didn't even use his sword skills. He swept with the sword edge and cut him open with one strike.
Blood splattered everywhere.
Tang Zhao took a step back to prevent blood from splattering on himself.
"That's it for now -" Tang Zhao clenched his sword tightly, "You all can stay."
I have already started the killing ban, but I no longer have any scruples.
Eliminating evil is not just about swordsmanship, it is also his current thinking.
"Swordsman? No, no, no, there is only one swordsman here, the guard dog Xingji. He is definitely not Xingji. It seems to be a heavy swordsman. The Lord of Xiang is hunting Xingji, and he will definitely not care about us. He can only rely on himself!
Come on, let the moon god come up!" He suddenly shouted, his voice so high that it reached the clouds.
Everyone agreed, took out the pills one after another, shouted: "Blessed by the Moon God!" and ate them together.
Suddenly, everyone looked up to the sky and roared, the sound was like a wolf howling, and a layer of hair gradually grew on their bodies, covering them with a thin layer of black smoke.
Their bodies suddenly swelled, their muscles tangled, as if they had endless strength, the black smoke wrapped around them like gangster air, and even gave off a faint brilliance.
Living people are like ferocious beasts!
The leader smiled and revealed two dagger-like fangs: "Kill him with the order of the Moon God!"
Amidst the howling of wolves, the murderers surrounded him from all sides.
Tang Zhao held his long sword forward, his expression extremely disgusted, and said word by word: "What are you doing? This look... is even more disgusting!"